dig grave for him. alright. i'll get scout ready for traveling. ♪ come, fella. ♪ all done, tonto? me ready. ready to go after rest of cavendish gang, now? yes, as soon as we can. but i have got to get a mount of some sort. we'll head off toward wild horse valley. here take, scout. for two days the lone ranger and tonto, traveled toward the remote valley of wild horses. where a particularly sturdy breed of horses lives. unknown and unmollested by the hunters of the west. later, the entrance of this valley the ranger and tonto hear the sounds of a furious horse. beyond the rocks and small glenn. they capture glimpse of a huge buffalo about to go at the life of a fallen horse. quickly, the lone ranger, reaches for his gun. you hit him, kimosabe. i hope it was soon enough, tonto. ♪ ♪ buffalo dying. horse look bad. me shoot him? no, tonto. i'm going to try to pull him through. well, old fellow, you're in bad shape. lot of bumps and bruises. tonto, get some rags from the supplies and bring the canteen. me do. so, in an instant, the lone ranger, has made a momentous decision, for he has
